This is an idea for a story I had, and I haven't seen anything the same as this before, so I thought I'd give it a shot, basically, Santana is an actress, and Brittany is an exchange student from London spending a year studying in LA at UCLA. They meet on a night out, and it goes from there.
This is based on the song 'Good Life' by One Republic, I heard it when I was watching Rookie Blue, and after listening to the whole song, I think it suits the idea I had, and also helps to shape it. So please just give it a read, and let me know what you think.
Chapter 1
Brittany S. Pierce ran into the living room, stumbling as she tried to pull on her heel, whilst simultaneously jumping up and down on the other leg. Quickly giving herself a once over in the mirror that her roommate had had installed in the living room of their shared apartment. The apartment itself was just a 10 minute walk from the beach, and a 15 minute walk to the campus of UCLA, which was were both Brittany, and her roommate Tina, were students.
Brittany was actually a foreign exchange student studying film. She had swapped with Tina's former roommate, who, whilst Brittany had come to LA to study, had gone over to England to study at Cambridge University. At 19 years old, Brittany only had one year in college left after this exchange year; after which she would go back to Cambridge for her last year, before getting her degree, and then she would be cut loose into the outside world.
"Tina, hurry up, the taxi is here" Brittany yelled whilst re-adjusting her bra and dress so that the dress stopped slipping and showing part of her bra. Brittany looked at herself in the mirror for the last time. She was wearing a light blue halter neck dress that clinched at the waist and then flowed down to mid-thigh. Paired with silver high heels and a silver clutch bag, with minimalistic make, her long blonde hair lightly curled, Brittany knew she looked good.
"I'm coming, sorry Britt, I lost my right shoe" Tina ran through the room, putting an earring in as she went.
"Where was it"? Brittany asked, after glancing down at Tina's feet and confirming that she did in fact, have both shoes on.
"In the cupboard under the sink in my bathroom" Tina stated, causing Brittany to burst out laughing, "I'm aware that it's random Brittany, I just have no idea how it got there" Tina mumbled, she was just so confused.
"Well, let's go, the cab's been waiting for over five minutes, he'll be charging us extra in a minute, especially as its New Year's eve, they always do" Brittany smoothed her dress down and flicked off the light as her and Tina exited the apartment.
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"Santana, I still don't think you should go to 'Area', Paris Hilton is going to be there" Santana's publicist, and good friend Quinn Fabray urged the actress, "You need the good publicity, especially after the incident last month, you know, the one where you got arrested"
Quinn winced slightly as Santana glared at her. The very same glare the Latina had perfected in high school and used it to cut people down. It really was terrifying to be on the receiving end of it Quinn realised.
"Look, Quinn, I'm going to 'Area' and that's that. It's New Year's Eve, and as I can't be in Times Square, I'm going to go clubbing at my usual club" Santana scowled at Quinn once more, crossing her arms in defiance in the back of their limo.
"Santana, and as you're publicist, I'm saying you shouldn't. I don't think it's a good idea for you to be hanging around with people who frequently use drugs, especially as you got arrested for using cocaine last month" Quinn said,
"Jesus Q"! Santana exclaimed, "I thought we weren't going to mention the incident any more, don't you think my reputations been tarnished already, no need to rub salt in the wound"
"I know, I'm sorry," Quinn apologised, knowing how sore the subject was for Santana. The whole incident being that Santana was caught using cocaine for the first time - (Santana had promised it was the first time, and as her friend, Quinn had believed her, because if Santana Lopez was one thing, she wasn't a liar) – and had been arrested, released after 24 hours without prosecution for a first time offence. However, the damage had been done, and despite the fact that other celebrities used drugs regularly, they hadn't been arrested, and she had been dropped from the new movie she was meant to start filming a week later. However, seeing as Santana Lopez was still a young, A-List actress in Hollywood, more famous than Lady Gaga, it wasn't long before the incident went away, but Quinn wasn't keen on anything that could remind people and ruin her clients – and friends' – career.
"I'm just saying, Puck said he was going to go to Chicago's tonight, Rachel is going to be there as well" Quinn finished,
"Oh I get it Q" Santana smirked, "You wanna go to Chicago's coz Rachel is going to be there, and you think there's a chance you're gonna get laid tonight"
"No, of course not" Quinn started, but it didn't stop the blush spreading across the blonde's cheeks,
"Fine Quinn, I get it, and I guess it would be nice to see Puckerman again," Santana reasoned, causing Quinn to sigh in relief, "But, if it sucks, we're getting the limo to Area"
"OK" Quinn smiled secretly; Santana wouldn't want to leave, not once she met up with Puck, Rachel and Sam.
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It was already 10.30pm by the time Brittany and Tina arrived at Chicago's, the club was packed solid, filled with drunk, sweaty dancers, but to Brittany it was perfect. An excuse to get drunk beyond belief and just dance, which was something she loved doing more than anything else in her life.
The club was dark, with strobe lights, beating music, and best of all, cheap drinks all night at a variety of bars around the massive dance floor and DJ booth. Brittany and Tina strode with purpose towards the bar nearest them, not having to wait long until they got served. Ordering 12 tequila shots and a order of lime segments, a Sex on The Beach fishbowl to share, as well as an Vodka and coke for Tina, and a Vodka lemon and lime for Brittany. They moved over to an empty booth in the corner, they toasted before doing a shot of tequila each and then sucking the juice out of a lime segment.
"Guess who"? A pair of hands suddenly appeared over Tina's eyes, and she turned around to be met with the face of her fiancé Mike Chang, a good looking dancer, whom Brittany had had several dance off's in clubs with at this point.
"Mike"! Tina exclaimed throwing her hands around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss, Brittany adverted her gaze as Tina stuck her tongue down the boy's throat. She sipped on her drink through the straw idly as she gazed around the room at all the people dancing.
"How's it going Britt"? Mike asked as he pulled away from Tina,
"Not too bad, you"? Brittany replied, smiling at the man. He had always been a good friend, ever since they had met when Brittany moved to LA 5 months ago, their friendship grew even more when he discovered her passions for dancing, and in doing so, then proceeded to drag her down to a local dance studio every Saturday morning to she could help him teach his class of children the newest hip-hop moves. Brittany wasn't going to complain, she may be here on scholarship, meaning that everything was paid for, but she still needed money to go out, especially on nights like tonight, and the job at the studio helped pay for it.
"Yeah, it's going good thanks, also, dance classes are cancelled next week, something about the studio floor being cleaned or something like that, I'm going to go and get some drinks" he quickly said, and disappeared off into the crows, leaving Brittany and Tina to demolish their own drinks, knowing that Mike would buy way too many shots for the three of them.
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It was half past 11, and Santana had been in the club for about an hour, and in that time, she was already slaughtered, due to the fact that she was very famous, and was given free drinks. But unusually, apart from being recognised by the bar staff, she wasn't being approached by any party-goers in the actual club, probably due to the fact that they were also very drunk.
Santana stood with Puck doing Sambuca shots, when she noticed her; the blonde woman in the centre of the dance floor dancing with an Asian man and woman. Even from this distance, Santana could see that the blonde was stunning, and, without having chance to change her mind or get nervous, Santana took a shot of liquid courage, and with one look at Quinn, who was currently sitting with Rachel giggling quietly in the corner, and then at the blonde, she was able to convey the message, and Quinn nodded at her. Her eye's reminding the actress not to get into trouble, and to be careful.
As the song changed from some song by Dev, and to Earthquake by Labyrinth and Tinie Tempah, Santana had made her way to the blonde, and slid up behind her, grabbing the slender hips with her hands, and then taking a step forward, so that she was pressing up against the blonde. The blonde paused for a second against her touch,
"Santana" Santana introduced herself, realising that the blonde was an drunk as she was, and wouldn't remember her name in the morning anyway, so no chance of selling her out to the paparazzi. The blonde took a quick glance at Santana, and then relaxed,
"Brittany" she smiled; and Santana's heart thumped rapidly before settling down as she looked into the blue eyes. after a second, Brittany turned back around, and they both started dancing again, grinding up against each other.
The dancing continued for 25 minutes, before the countdown to 2012 began.
"10"
Santana span Brittany around to face her once again, and suddenly, they stopped dancing, and just stared at each other.
"9"
Brittany blushed under the brunettes gaze, but still didn't break the eye contact.
"8"
Santana gently took Brittany's hand in her own.
"7"
They both took a step towards each other, their gazes still locked on each other.
"6"
Brittany moved her spare hand up to brush some hair out of her face, unconsciously looking down.
"5"
Santana moved her other free hand, gently pulling Brittany's face up to look into the blue eyes once again.
"4"
Brittany could feel her face moving closer to the other woman's, and surprisingly, she didn't want to pull away.
"3"
Santana moved her face closer to the blonde's, her heart was beating out of her chest, and knew she should pull away, this wasn't her any more, she didn't kiss random women in bars anymore. That had stopped - the one night stands had stopped after one went wrong, but she could feel a connection with this beautiful blonde.
"2"
They could feel each other's breath on their lips, yet still neither of them pulled away.
"1"
'Fuck it' Santana thought, and brought their lips together as the clock struck midnight. Both women's eye's subconsciously closed, and they leant even further into the kiss. Santana moved her hand up to cup Brittany's cheek, as Brittany took a step closer, moulding their bodies together, as Santana deepened the kiss. And like that it was over as Quinn and Rachel came over to Santana to sing Auld Lang Syne in celebration of the New Year, and Brittany was dragged away by Tina, but not before Brittany was able to press one of the dance school business cards into Santana's hand. As Brittany was dragged away by Tina and Mike, they shared one last look.
As Brittany disappeared from view, Santana looked down at the card in her hand and smiled she realised she would be able to see Brittany again. And as the three women toasted to the New Year, Santana thought that maybe, 2012, wouldn't be such a bad year after all.
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So, that's chapter 1 of Good Life, I hope you all enjoyed it. I know it seems as though it could end, but it's only just started for our favourite couple, so please review, even leave a couple of ideas at the problems Santana's fame could bring, if they even get together that is, and I'll try and incorporate some of them into the story.
So thank you for reading, and please lemme know what you thought, it's really appreciated, and please keep an eye out for the next chapter.
Tara